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Just the Hali-facts Ma'am! OMG I'm so hilari

Yes, I had the lobster. For lunch.  That's what everyone always asks when you go out east.  Did you have the lobster?  I did.  It was tasty.  It was not, as legend has it, dramatically cheaper than it is in Toronto.  Maybe that era is gone for good.  Globalism finally run roughshod over the crustaceans.

Halifax is scenic, but not the most scenic city on my tour so far.  Quebec has that crown.  Still, it has a fun waterfront with unique museums and areas of historical interest.  The Citadel of Halifax is not entirely unique.  Hell, it's not even the first citadel I've been too this week.  Comparing the two, I'd say Quebec is more interesting historically but Halifax puts on the better show.   Admittedly I didn't see the change of the guard in la belle province but this citadel had regular musket firings and I was right on time for noon gun, which is a gun they fire at noon.  It was also free, thanks to my Canada 150 parks pass which they conveniently handed to me upon entry.

That Maritime Museum of the Atlantic did have some stuff specific to the city, especially the 1917 explosion, that I found interesting.  I've made the decision not to go to general interest museums. I made that mistake in Ottawa.  Never again.  The Maritime Museum did play up the Titanic connection a little too much for a floor that was maybe 20% Titanic related.  I wasn't really there for the Titanic stuff, but if I had been I probably would've been disappointed.

Most of the rest of the waterfront was restaurants, food stalls, and tour ticket sellers.  Some of the tours looked interesting but I wasn't really able to make the timing work. 

I ended the day meeting up with an old friend.  One of my closest friends in elementary school.  Someone I haven't seen in 25 years.  Facebook works in mysterious ways.  We had a couple of drinks and some food and talked about our lives.

It was a good day in Nova Scotia.

Tomorrow:  Anthony goes somewhere new!  But where?!  Tune in tomorrow (or the next day, depending on how tired I am) to find out!


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